Saturday, 19 April 2014

Foe Made Friend (Demons of the Night VII)

I see you 
Sleeping in their beds
I see you
Sneaking in the dark
I turn to face you,
To catch you red handed 
You are never there though
I see you
Only in my head

I hear your footsteps
Following mine
You turn and hide
With light motion
I know you’re alive though
Only through my eyes

You visit me in my dreams
As creepy and as disguised
As a devil in a human flesh
Yet to you I surrender my heart
You’re only alive through my eyes
You’re only seen in my head
A fantasy you are

A shadow sneaking under my sheets
Tossing and turning in agony
I see you
Only when I’m about to sleep
You’re the dream that keeps me awake
You’re the dream that makes me fall asleep
And make me delve in a another realm

I see you 
In a dance that I dance alone 
In a desolate room
I see you 
Only when it’s all covered by the dismal darkness
You’re the ghost that haunts my life
You’re the soul within the shame
You’re the eye that I can’t see
But hell, you can see it all

You’re the creeping in their beds
You’re the stalking eyes
You’re the desolate room in the back of my head
You’re the foe made friend though
You’re the darker side


Saturday, 12 April 2014

An Unconscious Talk

"That's the spirit-one part brave, three parts fool" 
Christopher Paolini, Eragon, The Inheritance Cycle, #1

The flame in your eyes has faded out
Your ignited spirit is now put to sleep
The life in you is slowly withdrawing
Leaving you with a hollow scalp

Your existence is not welcomed
Your breathes are being counted
You’re hibernating while thinking
“I’m reaching my land of dreams”!

You’re the person you make of me
A person exempted from reality
“No eye can see a whole truth, so there isn’t one”
But I’m your whole who you refuse to meet

I’m casted out of life by you
For you put out my flame
You’re the reflection that I give you
But you seem not to remember

I’m out of the existence
For my presence is not welcomed
But you’re out of life too
You’re watching life through a pin head

We complement each other
But you refuse to admit it
Without me, you’re a lost cause
And without you, I’m efficient-less

So bring me to life to ignite you again
Awake yourself from my hibernation
We’re the reflections inhabiting this shape
The two “brains” of a person


Wednesday, 9 April 2014

Dream

I had a dream
I had a dream of soaring in the far away sky and breathing the uncontaminated air of my city
I had a dream
I had a dream of bathing naked in the lake of youth and feeling the water penetrating my unvirtuous skin
I had a dream of being nurtured innocence and freedom along with the shame rooted in the breasts of our mothers for being females
I had a dream of walking freely in our streets of crime, with heads held up high and say “WE ARE FREE WOMEN”
I had a simple, legitimate dream of being proud of who I am; a woman who’s not created for males’ sex satisfaction
I had a dream of walking along monstrous men and not be afraid of their venoms, spewing in the air
My dream was legitimate, free and innocent until mutilated by verminous thoughts of ignorant “Men of Religion”

I have a dream
I have a dream of pursuing my life as a woman in a state of security instead of crawling up in a nest like a mouse afraid of traps set by “HUMANS”
I have a dream of not being raped by the eyes of alleged “men” while asking for my legislated right of being a PERSON
I have a dream of walking down the streets and see the black tar paving the path instead of innocent blood
I have a dream of growing green trees of nature and divine to enjoy their postures, not trees of blood, raining on my head and my counterparts as we try to spread our vision of a corrupted world that needs to be innocent after three decades of acid rain of manly, unmanly authorities. 

I have a dream that I now share
I have a dream that I am baring 
I have a dream that is a burden to my generation
I have a dream that I will achieve.